you're not - tzb lyrics
[produced by zachonthetrack]
[intro]
uh, shout out to cutthroat, that’s a real n-gg- man, for real
uh, uh, yeah
uh, yeah
[chorus]
(please)
you’re out your motherf-cking league, n-gg- (league)
you so full of sh-t, you can’t compete, n-gg- (can’t compete)
everybody wanna act hard (you’re not)
everybody wanna be a f-cking rap star (you’re not)
[verse 1]
everything is compet-tion ’til a b-tch start dissing
jealous, sell-out n-gg-s do f-ckery and with the gimmicks
so f-ck ’em, i’m the one with the jokes, i’m the silly one
p-ssy tried to k!ll me, now he sh-tting out his kidneys
f-cking lame, dwarf still reaching for the fame
since the disrespect, ain’t a d-mn thing change, it gotta hurt
and boy, it’ll only get only worse
but i celebrate your death, you see me dancing on a he-rs-
okay, see
[verse 2]
fulfill the prophecy, no protests or arguing
them n-gg-s with the silencers ‘ill lay you down quietly
hit you on the live, then they k!ll you where you oughta be
you n-gg-s too primitive for this technology
the antichrist awaits, all this temptation in our face
f-ck church, get paid, want a chrysler or a wraith?
but god won’t give you anymore than you can take
how a p-ssy so soft? h-lla n-gg-s penetrated
every n-gg- so soft ’cause the bullets penetrate ’em
yet, the only hard n-gg-s are the ones in the grave
the situation’s paradoxical, comical to me
b-tches too woke to realize life is but a dream, aye
[outro]
aye, you’re not. listen, motherf-cker, you’re not. uh, yeah (you’re not). yeah, aye. what that b-tch–ss n-gg- say? let’s get famous real quick? that’s all you want you motherf-cker? attention wh-r-. you ain’t gonna get that sh-t like that you b-tch–ss motherf-cker. f-ck you! (f-ck you, man)
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